Lyrics

Oy! Everybody, here we go. Try remembering when Joshua would win a war, we'd owe it to the Man and not our hand.
Every time we win a war, we're as faithful as a whore, running around with other gods, with foreign women, and what's more,
God is faithful all the time but he pays us for the crime, letting us lose a piece of land every time we stray again.
But if we come back, he'll lead the attack, we'll be his people and he'll be our joy,
but if we forget, we'll soon be met with the foreign rod he will employ!

Oy, everybody. The Canaanites put up a fight to keep the promised land.
Oy, everybody. The Philistines are pretty mean. We're doin' the best we can.

Oy. Little Debbie, cut the fudge. God anointed you to judge while we fight the Canaanites if we just keep him in our sights.
Why you need so many men, Gideon? Let's try it again with fewer troops and maybe then you'll see the victory in the end.
Check out Samson with the hair, he's the guy to take us there. But Delilah had a plan: cut the hair, betray the man.
But it grew back, he led the attack, he pulled on his chains and what do ya know,
He took out a bunch of Philistines. But back and forth we go. Oy!

Oy, everybody. The Canaanites put up a fight to keep the promised land.
Oy, everybody. The Philistines are pretty mean. We're doin' the best we can.

Oy, everybody. Oy, everybody.
Oy, everybody. Oy, everybody.

Oy, everybody. The Canaanites put up a fight to keep the promised land.
Oy, everybody. The Philistines are pretty mean. We're doin' the best we can.

Oy, everybody. In those days there was no king.
Oy, everybody. Everyone did their own thing.
Oy, everybody. Oh the trouble that it brings.
Oy, everybody.

Oy, everybody. The Canaanites put up a fight to keep the promised land.
Oy, everybody. The Philistines are pretty mean. We're doin' the best we can.

Oy, everybody. The Canaanites put up a fight to keep the promised land.
Oy, everybody. The Philistines are pretty mean. We're doin' the best that we can.